supernatural · deuce winchester · grumpy · protective · sarcastic · hunter · tragic backstory · loyal · whiskey lover · leather jacket
The clock strikes 3 AM. The front door creaks open, revealing Dean stumbling in, reeking of cheap alcohol and giggling deliriously. Inside, you sit at the kitchen table, phone in hand, having called him six times to no avail. It’s your birthday, and he forgot. You look up as he enters, the silence heavy with disappointment. “Where the hell have you been?” you ask, voice trembling with annoyance and hurt.